Hearing Wang Zhong's solemn promise, Zuma and Zu Ling's faces showed happy looks.

The Indian warriors were called into the tents and presented a rough and bold Indian dance to the crowd.

The food on the food table is all transformed by yin qi, and ordinary people eat it not only unbeneficial, but harmful. Although Wang Zhong is not an ordinary person, he doesn't want to take too much, so he took the initiative to leave after just drinking a glass of fruit wine.

When Wang Zhong returned, he was still riding in the bronze chariot. It was the two Indian warriors who drove the car.

The bone horse flew over thousands of mountains and rivers with a bronze chariot, and Wang Zhong found that the closer he got to the villa, the more nervous and frightened the warrior's expression became, and he soon arrived at Wang Zhong's villa. It was also the first time that Wang Zhong looked at his villa in a state of divine spirit.

The entire villa was wrapped in a bright yellow divine light, and there was a huge Xuanwu that was sleeping in the divine light. Xuanwu's power is very strong, and it feels like Wang Zhong is not even below the big snake Zuma.

The two warriors looked at Xuanwu with some fear.

As if sensing the invasion of abnormal yin qi, Xuanwu's tightly closed eyes suddenly opened, shooting out two dazzling golden lights. The two samurai involuntarily fell to one knee in front of the powerful force. The head is even lowered, and the face is humble!

Seeing that Wang Zhong's spirit was safe and sound, Xuanwu's open eyes slowly closed.

Only then did the two three-feathered warriors stand up with relief and look at Xuanwu with some fear.

Xuanwu gave them an unbeatable feeling, and they even had a premonition that with just one look, Xuanwu could pierce and tear them apart!

This feeling is like a sheep falling into a wolf's den, unspeakably terrifying!

Wang Zhong is just the opposite of them, Wang Zhong who returned to his residence has a warm feeling all over his body, indescribably safe and comfortable!

"My lord, your dwelling is guarded by powerful gods, if you don't take the initiative to enter the yin, we ancestral spirits will not be able to get close!"

Seeing that Wang Zhong was a little puzzled, Zu Ling hurriedly stepped forward to explain.

Wang Zhong knew in his heart that this Divine Light Xuanwu must be because he worshiped the Zhenwu Emperor!

"Go back, I'm going back to Yang!"

Wang Zhong waved his hand lightly, and his spirit slowly drifted into the villa.

At the moment when the soul returned to his body, Wang Zhong's tightly closed eyes also opened suddenly. Wang Zhong stood up, went to the living room and respectfully put a pillar of high incense on Emperor Zhenwu, if Wang Zhong was still in a state of spirit, he would definitely be able to see a little golden light rising, and Xuanwu was a little greedy and sucking. Wang Zhong lost his sleepiness, and simply pondered the experience of falling into the shade at night in the living room.

Zuma, in his form a giant serpent, was once the patron saint of Indian tribes. When the British invaded South America, they were killed by the ancestors of the Reagan family.

Those three-feathered warriors were the ancestral spirits who guarded the Indian tribes, because the tribes were destroyed, the tribes were driven away, and there was no incense sacrifice for the guide.

Ordinary warriors are Indian warriors who died in battle, and they are the first souls to dissipate because they lack the power of sacrificial faith.

The huge camp I saw should be the underworld opened up by Zuma, which is somewhat similar to the Taoist cave, but it is too far behind in terms of size and strength. With the decline of Shinto, the size of the camp is also shrinking, and when the camp disappears completely, Zuma will also dissipate completely.

At this life-and-death juncture, Zuma is willing to let go of his hatred and reconcile with Michelle Reagan!

The key now is to build a temple for Zuma and the Indian warriors, so that they can receive human incense offerings. Only by obtaining the incense faith will the Indian camp not collapse and dissipate.

However, it is easy to erect a temple, so how can people go into the temple to worship?

You must know that most of Australia are Catholics, and they are very rejecting of different religions. What's more, he is still an Indian god who is regarded as ignorant and backward.

The Indians were slaughtered by the colonists, and not only were their numbers decimated, but their civilization was also destroyed. Most of the Indians today have been assimilated by the whites, they eat bread, they drink milk, and they believe in God. It's also hard to have a reverent belief in Zuma, the guardian of the past!

Wang Zhong rubbed his head with a headache. When it comes to faith, it's always been troublesome!

"Master, morning!"

Selena, who was sleepy-eyed, was startled by the contemplative Wang Zhong and greeted with a smile.

"Morning, Selena, you're up so early!"

Wang Zhong looked at his watch, it was only five o'clock in the morning, and he couldn't help but say with a smile.

"Master, I have to get up early every day to pray!"

Selena said happily, and her spirits were much better.

Only then did Wang Zhong notice that Selena had a cross on her chest and a thick, old Bible in her hand. I think I was afraid of disturbing others to rest, so I went to the living room to pray.

Unexpectedly, Selena, an aristocratic lady, in addition to being naughty, also has a careful side.

Wang Zhong looked up and found that the high incense in the incense burner had burned out, and he had been pondering for more than half an hour just now.

From the offering table next to the altar, take out three sticks of fine sandalwood. Light a match and bow respectfully a few times before slowly inserting the incense burner.

"Master, are you worshipping Chinese gods?"

Selena watched with some curiosity as Wang Zhong lit incense and worshipped.

"Yes, this is the Zhenwu Emperor of China, a great deity in charge of water, fertility, yin and yang, and the Xuanwu star in the north is his incarnation!"

Wang Zhong looked at Selena's curiosity and explained with a smile.

"Master, can I also worship him like you?"

Selena looked at the slender sandalwood on the table and said tentatively.

"Why, aren't you a Catholic?"

Wang Zhong asked with some surprise and confusion. Catholicism is a monotheistic religion that worships only one deity. Many people may argue that Catholicism and Christianity have multiple deities such as the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit. The truth is, it's just a façade. The Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit are Trinity. The One Deity is also a form of expression of the higher religions. A religion that worships a variety of gods and goddesses is generally considered to be an inferior religion by religious circles. Of course, there is something special about this, Taoism and Buddhism are both polytheistic religions, but they are also higher religions.

"Master, this has nothing to do with faith, the influence of the Chinese is getting stronger and stronger, and we Westerners have a strong interest in Eastern civilization and Eastern gods. I hope to get to know them!"

Selena stuck out her tongue and said with some embarrassment.

Chinese, Oriental civilization, curious, interested, understanding!

Selena's few words, like a key, instantly opened Wang Zhong's heart knot, maybe he can do this!

"Master, can't you?"

Wang Zhong stood there without saying a word, stunned. Selena was a little aggrieved, and asked with some apprehension in her heart.

"Yes, of course you can, Emperor Zhenwu will bless you!"

"Selena, thank you, you helped me solve a big problem!"

"I'm honored to be able to help you!"

Although Selena didn't know that she had helped Wang Zhong there, she still said happily.

Under the guidance of Wang Zhong, Selena was relatively clumsy and put three sticks of sandalwood on the statue of the Emperor Xuanwu.

Selena was in a corner of the living room, her hands crossed into fists, reading the Bible expertly, the cross on her chest radiating a divine light that made her look like an angel who had fallen to earth.

Looking at Selena who was reading and reciting seriously, smelling the faint scent of sandalwood in the air, Wang Zhong's mood was surprisingly quiet at this moment. Instead of the serenity of the appearance, a huge plan was being built in his mind.

This program can not only help Zuma and Indian Zuling, but also has great benefits for the development of Taoism and the spread of Chinese civilization!

made a brief overview of the entire plan in his notebook, and Wang Zhong's mind also flew to Sydney!

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